The East is undefeated

In an instant, the golden light flourished, and the dazzling golden light hurt the eyes of countless people.

"Bang!!"

There was an explosion that shot straight into the sky, and fierce vigor was shot out in all directions. Thousands of people and thousands of riders rushed through the aftermath with the momentum of being one.

"Hahaha! What a eighteen-gold man, let's see if your Vajra Immortality is stronger today, or mine is stronger?"

Gu Santong let out a hearty laugh, his expression was full of fighting spirit and excitement, and he rushed directly to the Eighteenth Golden Man in a flash.

The eighteen gold men did not show any weakness, and greeted them with a special formation.

"Bang!!!"

"Bang!!"

As soon as the two sides fought, they showed no mercy. Gu Santong's fists were unparalleled, but his superb martial arts skills were not weaker than anyone else's. Soft, hard and soft.

And the Eighteen Jinren, with a specially made stick, can play superbly. No matter which step or move each person takes, there is a wonderful connection.

This connection not only allows them to cooperate seamlessly, but also greatly increases the power of each of their moves.

Even the ancient three links, which combine rigidity and softness, can't take advantage of any advantages.

"Gu Santong actually has this strength!" Fusu said in surprise, "Didn't the information say that he had absorbed the power of others before, so it was impossible for him to reach this level?"

"I will remember that there was a rumor that the ancient three links were abolished and rebuilt five years ago. Now it seems that it may be true!" The big man surnamed Meng said solemnly.

"What an ancient Santong, who dared to waste his skills and try again! And it was obviously a success! He was so powerful before he used the Vajra Immortal Art. If he used it, he would definitely win this match!" Fusu nodded, said in amazement.

"Not necessarily, those eighteen gold people are not simple either!" The big man surnamed Meng shook his head and said in a concentrated voice.

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"Shaolin Temple! Sun Moon God Religion! It's really powerful! It's not suitable for me, Dayuan, to confront it head-on!" In a secret place, among the group of people dressed in various clothes, the man in yellow sighed heavily.

"My lord, let's forget about Shaolin Temple. Although the Sun Moon God Sect Yan Shisan and Gu Santong are powerful, they are far inferior to me, Dayuan?" A person behind him said puzzledly.

Many other people also agree in their hearts. In their eyes, Shaolin Temple is the supreme holy place, and it is a matter of course that it is so powerful.

Although the Sun Moon God Sect is also very strong, it is not enough to compare with my Dayuan!

"What about Dongfang Bubai?" The man in yellow looked at the vague figure in the sedan chair, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes. Only when he actually saw this man, could he know that feeling, the feeling of powerlessness. .

"Hmm!" The others were speechless. Although they couldn't say anything, they still didn't agree with what the man in yellow said.

Even if the grand master doesn't show up, Da Yuan is not an undefeated opponent of Dongfang in terms of going it alone.But they have more masters in the Great Yuan, and if they add up, they will definitely be stronger than Dongfang Invincible.

As if sensing other people's thoughts, the man in yellow's face darkened: "Now that the world's great masters are out, who is Dongfang Invincible's opponent? Even with Shaolin Temple's strength, they dare not take the initiative to trouble him, so we can only treat him Take the initiative to come to the door.

And I, Da Yuan, confronted him head-on, even if I won, how much would I have to pay?

So Qin, Sui, and the Western Regions will miss such a good opportunity? "

Everyone froze for a moment and couldn't help but nodded.

"Then, is there no way to deal with him?" One person asked hesitantly.

"Originally not, but he actually came to Shaoshi Mountain in person, this time he is definitely close to death!" The man in yellow looked at Xuanci and the others, then looked at the sky above Shaolin Temple, and said in a concentrated voice.

"Then if he doesn't die, how will he pass this test?" Another person asked unwillingly.

"Then we have to wait for the great master to be born, and then deal with him!" The man in yellow didn't get impatient, and said seriously, but then added in his heart, "I'm afraid that at that time, he will also break through the great master!"

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"boom!!!"

The sound of horseshoes continued unabated, thousands of people and thousands of riders left the ancient three links behind, and continued to rush forward, and the speed of the heavenly beam of light attracting the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was even faster, and it could be seen with the naked eye.

In the dark clouds in the sky, there are more and more lightning bolts. Everyone knows that Dongfang Bubai's momentum will reach its peak soon.

At this time, there are still five miles away from Xuan Ci and the others, after walking the five miles, or even without five miles, the momentum may reach the peak, and that sword will appear.

"Amitabha!!!"

Another burst of Buddha's horn sounded, and the eight old monks had already arrived in front of the team.

"Shaolin Eight Heavenly Dragons, I also ask the Eastern Hierarch to enlighten me!"

Eight old monks in cassocks, with old faces and peaceful temperament, said together.

"Eight Dragons! What is this?"

"I've never heard of it, but it looks very powerful. There are so many masters in Shaolin Temple!"

"Oh! I remembered, 15 years ago, Tianxiahui Xiongba fought with eight old monks, it seems to be some kind of Eight Dragons."

"By the way! I also have a little impression. It seems to be them. In the end, Xiongba lost. Since then, he has never entered the Central Plains again. This time is the first time."

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On the high slope, Xiongba's face became even more gloomy, staring at the eight dragons. Fifteen years ago, he was still young and did not have the strength he has now. He was defeated by these eight old monks at that time.

And let himself never take a step into the Central Plains. Later, his strength improved. Although he wanted to avenge this, but the Shaolin Temple was behind him, he didn't dare to provoke him at all, so he could only hold back in the Western Regions for 15 years.

At this moment, if he didn't know that he couldn't make a move, he would have helped Dongfang Bubai for free and slaughtered these eight old bald donkeys.

In the camp of the Sun Moon God Religion.

"What should I do?" Jin Jiuling said quickly.

"We must not let them disturb the leader!" Huo Xiu said calmly.

"The three of us shot together." Ren Woxing said firmly.

"Okay!" Jin Jiuling and Huo Xiu nodded together.

Just when the three of them were about to make a move, four black and green figures suddenly passed over their heads, rushing towards the eight dragons like ghosts.

"The Four Ghosts of Xiangxi! They're here too!" Ren Woxing said in surprise.

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(Chapter 2.) (To be continued.)

Chapter 2 and Three